His angel ~a Klaus Mikaelson x OC love story~

Pain

"Yeah. He was." Caroline answers.

"I'm gonna get started on the gym." Rebekah announces. I nod, continuing my work in here.

Rebekah was barely gone two seconds before we heard a struggle outside of the room.

Caroline rushed us into the hallway with her vampire speed.

I gasp at the sight of a very much living Alaric.

He was about to stab Rebekah with the white oak stake when Caroline rushes to them and pins Alaric to a locker.

Rebekah takes the stake and stabs Alaric with it.

We all look at each other in horror as Alaric takes the stake out.

During his struggle to remove the wood from his chest, we made a speedy escape.

Rebekah had rushed off somewhere while Caroline and I ran to her car.

She hurriedly pulls out her keys and fumbles with them. She sees Alaric's reflection in her car window and drops her keys. Alaric snaps Caroline's neck and she falls to the ground.

I stand frozen in horror as he looks at me.

I made a quick decision to run. My feet smack hard against the ground as I run faster than I ever have.

My efforts prove to be futile as Alaric's arms wrap around my waist, lifting my feet off the ground.

I scream before he smacks the side of my head against a nearby car, knocking me unconscious.

———

My eyes slowly flutter open as I let out a whimper.

My head is pounding and I feel blood ooze down my temple. The worst pain however, comes from my hands.

My breath starts to quicken as I look down to see my hands staked down to the desk with pencils. I can barely breath as it is, the cloth gagging me only made it worse.

My chest heaves up and down in shallow breaths as I notice Caroline is in the same position, the only difference being the red, burnt skin around the cloth in her mouth.

I try to calm myself, but I only feel my state worsen as I see Alaric smirking at me from the teachers desk.

"Right on time." He says to himself, confusing me.

Caroline must've heard the same thing Alaric did because she starts crying out, her words muffled by the fabric around her mouth.

"Caroline. Ivy." Elena gasps as she enters the classroom. She turns to Alaric. "Let them go, Alaric!"

"Free 'em yourself." He shrugs pointing to us.

Elena and Alaric stare at each other. Then, Elena cautiously walks over to Caroline. She gets down and strokes Caroline's arm soothingly. She starts to gently pull the pencil out of one of Caroline's hands, but Alaric comes up and slams the pencil back down into her hand. Caroline screams and Elena gets up.

I cry in fear, trying to shrink into nothing.

"You said that you would let her go!" Elena yells.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Elena? Stop trusting vampires!" Alaric scolds.

———

Alaric dips the cloth that was in Caroline's mouth into a beaker of vervain. The skin around Caroline's mouth is very red and appears to have peeled away. Alaric walks back to her.

"No, no more, please, no more!" Caroline pleads fearfully.

"Alaric stop!" Elena shouts, standing from her seat.